He presses a finger against my clit, rubbing slow, torturous circles, my arousal coating his hand, the sensation building like a smoldering fire.
He slides one finger inside, curling against my inner walls, making my thighs tremble, my arousal coating his hand. And then another finger joins, pumping steadily, stretching me, the slick sound of my wetness filling the air as pleasure builds, deep and aching.
I glance at Ash and Ghost on the couch, their eyes locked on me, dark and ravenous, their gazes burning my skin.
Ash’s hands move to his jeans, his fingers unzipping with a low, metallic rasp that makes my pulse spike. He reaches inside, pulling out his cock, thick and heavy, the head glistening as he wraps his hand around it, stroking slowly, his jaw tight, eyes never leaving me.
Ghost follows, his zipper dragging down, the sound sharp in the quiet room. His long, fat cock springs free, smooth and hard, and he starts stroking with measured intensity, his gaze piercing, unyielding.
The sight of them, their cocks swollen, hands moving in sync as they watch Titan work my body, sends a searing jolt through my core, my pussy throbbing, wetness flooding my thighs, dripping onto the sheets.
“Fuck, Bonnie,” Ash says, voice low, molten with desire. “So fucking beautiful, letting him touch you like that.”
Ghost stays silent, his eyes intense, his strokes faster.
Titan’s fingers pump deeper, his thumb circling my clit, slow and torturous, my pussy pulsing around him, slick and greedy.
He adds a third finger, stretching me further, his movements steady, relentless, pleasure coiling tight as my hips buck, chasing his touch, my moans louder, raw with need.
“Gotta taste you now,” Titan murmurs, voice rough, his fingers slipping out, glistening with my arousal, his eyes dark with hunger as he licks them clean.
Ash’s voice is low, strained. “Fuck, she’s gorgeous.”
Ghost’s tone is quiet, intense. “So perfect.”
Titan spreads my thighs wider, his fingers parting my pussy lips, exposing my clit, glistening with arousal.
His tongue flicks out, licking slowly, savoring my taste, a low groan rumbling from his chest. He sucks my clit gently, then harder, his lips sealing around it, tongue circling with precision, driving pleasure through every nerve. His hands grip my hips, holding me still as I writhe, my moans louder, my body trembling under his mouth.
He licks deeper, tongue plunging into my entrance, tasting my wetness, his fingers spreading me open, keeping me exposed for his worship. My core pulses, pleasure coiling tight, my breaths ragged as he devours me, relentless, his tongue and lips working me into a frenzy, the heat of Ash’s and Ghost’s gazes pushing me closer to the edge.
Titan pulls back, his lips glistening, and flips me onto my stomach, my ass exposed to the cool air. His hand cracks against my skin, a sharp sting that makes me gasp, my pussy clenching, pleasure mingling with pain.
He spanks me again, harder, each strike sending heat radiating through my core.
“Beg for it,” he says, voice low, commanding, his fingers grazing my clit, teasing without relief.
I whimper, my body trembling, pleasure teetering on the edge as his hand strikes again, firm and deliberate.
Ash’s voice cuts through, low and molten. “Beg him, Bonnie,” he says, stroking his thick cock. “Let us hear you surrender.”
Titan’s hand lands another spank, the sting sharp, my skin tingling as he kneels behind me, fingers plunging back into my pussy. He pumps deep, three fingers stretching me, curling against my inner walls and making me moan louder, raw with desperation.
Pleasure builds, unbearable, my hips bucking against his hand, my core screaming for release. Ash leans forward,his voice rough. “Give in, sweetheart,” he says, his strokes quickening, his cock glistening.
“Please,” I gasp, voice breaking, my pussy pulsing around his fingers, desperate.
Titan pauses, his touch stilling, keeping me teetering, my body aching, raw with need. And then he stands, his eyes dark, and unzips his jeans. His thick cock springs free, heavy and swollen. He shrugs off his shirt, tattoos flexing across his broad chest, muscles rippling under the dim light, his presence dominant.
Ash and Ghost watch, their hands slowing on their cocks.
My pussy throbs, wetness flooding, my body trembling as I hover on the edge, voice hoarse. “Please, Titan,” I beg, my core clenching, desperate for release.
Titan positions himself, his cock nudging my entrance, teasing my slick folds. And then he thrusts in, stretching my pussy, filling my core with a deep, aching pressure.
I gasp, my nails digging into the sheets, my body rocking as he drives deeper, each stroke hitting every nerve. My core clenches, pleasure spiking, the weight of their stares making my skin flush hotter.
“Damn, you’re so tight,” Titan groans, voice low, his hands bruising my hips, his thrusts growing harder, relentless.
